A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for the not-so-fast update. I've been having internet troubles, and I've been busy with school AND I've started to experience writer's block lol. So, yeah. I apologize for the, possibly, crappy update, but I figured you guys would like an update. This chapter isn't completely SQ like the last few chapters, but there are some SQ moments. So, I hope you enjoy! All mistakes made are mine.
Two weeks later…
"Regina, we have to—mmm—we have to stop." I mutter out, breathlessly, in between sweet kisses. Regina smiles against my lips, shaking her head in a petulant manner.
"How about we don't and say we did." She suggests lowly, placing another kiss to my lips, as she traps my body between hers and her office wall. I pull away momentarily and stare into her dark, lustful, eyes, my eyes raking over her flushed face and swollen red lips. I don't think I've ever seen a more beautiful sight. I smile at the sight before me and lean back in, recapturing her lips with mine. She moans lowly as she presses her lips firmly against mine, her hand weaving its way through my blonde tresses. I lean the back of my head against the wall, humming in content as our lips continue to move against one another's at a languid pace.
"Regina…" I whimper out pathetically. She smirks against my lips and ignores my silent plea, now, trailing her lips down the length of my jaw. My eyes close on their own accord, before opening again slowly, taking in the sight of the clock perched on her office desk. My eyes widen in surprise when I notice the time. Reluctantly, I place my hand against Regina's sternum, pushing her away gently. "We have class in five minutes. If we don't leave now, we'll both be late." I tell her softly. She lets out a frustrated sigh and, reluctantly, takes a few steps back.
"This is maddening." Regina says in a low whimper, her eyes trained to the ground, while her bottom lip is trapped between her teeth. I offer her a small smile and reach for her hand, taking it into my own and offering it a reassuring squeeze.
"I know what you mean, and as much as I hate having to sneak around with you on campus, I also get a weird thrill out of this whole situation. It's kind of sexy getting to make out with you in random places with a high possibility of getting caught. Don't you think?" I ask with a smirk. Regina playfully rolls her eyes and smirks back.
"It's exhilarating, dear." Regina says in a deadpan manner, causing me to chuckle. She walks over to her desk and picks up my backpack, holding it out for me to take. I let out a sigh and grab the offered item, placing the bag over my shoulders. " Go, Miss Nolan. You now have three minutes to get to class, so please go before you are late. I'll be there in a minute." She tells me with a flustered smile. I smile back at her in amusement. I place a quick kiss to her lips and open her office door, offering her a small wave before I head out and make my way out of her office.
A few seconds later, after descending the stairs and walking down the corridor, I arrive at the classroom and enter, swiftly making my way to the seat next to Ruby and Belle. I ignore the knowing smirks they send my way as I take out my textbook and place it on the desk. A few moments later, Regina enters the room, striding swiftly to her desk, looking as elegant and put-together as possible. I am starting to wonder how she does that. It seems that when I enter the classroom after our morning make out session, I still look completely flushed and out of breath. I think I'm going to ask her what her secret is later.
"Sorry for my tardiness, class. I promise it won't happen again. Now, let's get started shall we? Please open up to page 124." Regina says to the class, pulling out her textbook and opening it to the requested page. The sounds of paper wrinkling, and turning, fills the room, and once it seems that everyone is on the correct page, Regina begins reading aloud. I listen as her raspy voice envelops me in a hazy warmth, numbing my senses and turning my brain to mush. The effect this woman has on me is amazing. Even something as mundane as her speaking about utilitarianism is a turn on for me. It's sad. I sigh to myself and lean back in my seat, staring hard at the page of my textbook, having no clue what paragraph we're currently on.
A nudge to my shoulder breaks me out of my reverie, and I look to my side to see Ruby giving me an amused smirk. "What?" I whisper to her. She rolls her eyes at me, the smirk still on her lips, and turns the page of my textbook, pointing to a specific paragraph. I blush lightly and mutter out a "thanks."
"Your early morning make-out session must've been highly intense. You haven't been this spaced out in class for the last three weeks." Ruby whispers to me.
"Shut up, Rubes." I hiss at her quietly. She chuckles at the pink tint forming on my cheeks and turns her attention back to her own textbook.
"Someone is sexually flustered." She remarks back. I growl warningly at her and she snickers into her fist, doing her best to hide her smile from view.
"You're such an ass." I mumble out, training my attention back to my textbook, only to see that I'm lost as to where we are—once again. Ruby leans over a second time, and flips my page for me, pointing to the first paragraph on the page. I roll my eyes at her and huff petulantly, my arms crossed over my chest as my eyes focus on the page, now following along with every word. My attention stays on the page until Regina stops reading, my eyes now traveling over to her. Her eyes meet mine briefly, a small smile playing at her lips, before her attention turns to the rest of the class, now asking their opinions on utilitarianism. I listen intently to the points being brought up by the male population of the class—the same male population that has a thing for my…well, whatever it is that Regina is to me, and internally roll my eyes at the ridiculousness of their arguments. I mean, how is saying "I totally agree with the dude that created utilitarianism because it sounds like the smart thing to do" going to impress someone? Especially an older, more mature someone, like Regina?
I've realized, that in this class, only the males tend to answer Regina's questions, or offer their opinions. In the beginning of the semester, everyone—guys and girls alike—answered whatever Regina threw at us. But over time, the female students realized that the male students have become hell-bent on impressing Regina with their ludicrous answers, therefore, the female population now remains silent, and lets the boys sputter out their ridiculous points. It's a bit sad to be honest, but it's also extremely entertaining. I listen to the rest of the males share their opinions and nearly sigh in relief when Regina focuses our attention back to the textbook. Thank goodness for that.
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Half an hour, and ten more half-formulated opinions later, the class has finally come to an end, and before I know it, the only people left in the classroom are Ruby, Belle, Regina, and I. I gather up my things, and make my way towards Regina's desk, Ruby and Belle following behind me.
"See you Friday, Professor Mills. We'll be waiting for you outside, Emma." Ruby tells me with a smirk, throwing a wink my way for good measure. Belle giggles at her girlfriend's antics, and follows after her, leaving Regina and I alone.
"Well, that was certainly an interesting lecture. Is it just me, or have my students' answers gotten even more half-assed over time?" Regina asks in genuine intrigue, a frown on her face. I smile softly at her and playfully poke her in the side. She yelps a little at the unexpected contact, and offers me a playful glare.
"It's not just you, trust me. I've noticed too." I tell her with a smirk.
"Well, good thing this class ends in two weeks. Hopefully my next batch of students will actually bother to do the required reading."
"Hopefully your next batch of students won't be horny males trying to impress the skirt off of you with their half-assed answers." I retort with a shrug. She raises a brow at that and chuckles.
"Unfortunately for me, there is always a batch of male students trying to impress the skirt off of me. Of course, none of them succeed, seeing as my skirt is still very much on."
"Good." I say with a smirk. She chuckles at that, while eyeing the time on her wrist watch.
"Well, it's about that time. I need to get to my other class. You, as well as Miss Lucas and Miss French, are welcome to join me on my trek to the other side of campus." Regina offers with a smile. I smile back at her and nod, following her out of the classroom where a preoccupied Belle and Ruby are waiting. I clear my throat loudly, snapping the two love birds out of their heated lip lock. They snap away from each other quickly, their faces flushed crimson at being caught.
"Do you two horn dogs want to follow me to drop Regina off at her next class?" I ask them with a snicker.
"No, we're fine. We'll just meet you at the shuttle stop." Belle says with a small smile, pulling on Ruby's hand and nudging her head towards the nearest exit. Ruby seems to understand whatever silent message Belle is trying to get across, and nods with a devious smile.
"Yeah, see you later, Ems!" And with that, they rush out of the building, and head to god knows where, to do god knows what. Regina and I look at each other and shrug, making our way towards the opposite exit.
"Either they're going to find a new make-out location, or they're about to have a quickie." Regina supplies with amusement lacing her tone. I grimace at the visual of Ruby and Belle doing….that, and shudder in disgust. She chuckles at my horrified expression and continues walking. "So, what are you doing this weekend?"
"This weekend I will be going down to Storybrooke for Granny Lucas' birthday party on Saturday. Are you going?"
"I would, but I simply do not wish to. I try to avoid that town as much as possible. But, do wish Granny a happy birthday from me, will you?" I nod and smile. A few moments later, we reach the building Regina's class is held in. She turns towards me and looks around our surroundings subtly. I mentally prepare myself for what's about to come, and smile anxiously. Regina giggles at my expression and, quickly, places a kiss on my lips. She lingers there for a moment longer, before pulling away entirely and walking through the building entrance. "I'll see later, okay?" She calls over her shoulder.
"Of course. Text you later." I tell her. With that, she walks into the building, leaving a grinning me behind.
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"Hey there, Swan."
"What have I told you about calling me that, Killian?" I say in annoyance. My old friend chuckles at that and shrugs noncommittally.
"Not to do it, but you know that's never stopped me before. How goes it, Swan?" He asks with a smirk. I roll my eyes at his presence, and lean back in my chair. And people say libraries are supposed to be peaceful?
"Well, everything was going well before you interrupted the comfortable silence I was basking in. What do you want, Killian?" I ask with narrowed eyes. He only really comes to me when he wants something. And most of the time, what he wants, is a date. With me. He chuckles again and shrugs.
"Nothing much, I just wanted to catch up with one of my oldest and dearest friends. We've been friends since we were five, Swan, yet, since starting college, we don't talk or hang out nearly as much as we used to. It makes me a bit sad, if I'm being honest." He says with a mock pout. I roll my eyes at that, then stare at him suspiciously.
"Cut the crap, Jones. What is it that you want?" The mischievous smile that spreads across his face does nothing to quell my suspicion, but manages to make it intensify tenfold.
"Well, a few hours ago, while I was on my way to my class in the Masterton building, I noticed two women in a lip lock: one blonde, one brunette. They looked strangely like you and Professor Mills, though I could be wrong. But let me just say, the resemblance between those two women and you two, was uncanny. It was like you guys were twins. So, am I right, Swan? Was it your twins that I saw in a lip lock?" He asks with a smug smile. I should probably feel threatened and panicked at the fact that I've been busted. But, it's Killian...so it's kind of hard to feel threatened.
"You're irritating."
"And you're shagging the professor."
"Regina and I are not shagging, Killian. It isn't like that."
"Oh, so you're not secretly dating the professor?"
"Okay, so it's exactly like that. What's it to you?" I ask warily, my arms crossed over my chest.
"Well, it's nothing to me really. I just wanted to let you know to be more careful next time. Imagine it was someone else to have seen you and Miss Mills. I guarantee that she would be reported to the dean within minutes, and questioned thoroughly on her moral code. I know you, Swan, and I know that you would never sleep with a professor to better your grades or get special treatment. But anyone else who could have seen you two playing tonsil hockey, may believe that's exactly what you're doing. So, I guess what I'm saying is to be more careful the next time you two decide to taste each other's faces in public, okay?" He says earnestly, his eyes penetrating into mine. I give him a grateful nod.
"Okay. Just so you know, my brother gave Regina and I this talk two weeks ago. I think we're good on this now."
"Obviously not, did you not hear half of what I just said? Look, I know you Emma, and I know Regina. I know that she wouldn't just get together with anyone, and neither would you. Just, please be careful."
"Well, thanks Killian. And…how do you know Regina?" I ask quizzically. He smirks at me and chuckles lowly.
"She dated my cousin, Robin. She spent a lot of weekends at his house; as did I. She's always seemed like a genuinely good person who would never intentionally hurt anyone. So, I trust her, and I suppose you do too. Also, wasn't she your babysitter?" He asks with a loud laugh.
"Shut up."
"Fine, fine. I will. I'm done. I'll make fun of you another time then, Swan. I just wanted to tell you to be careful, which I did, about three times already. So, later Nolan-Swan." Killian says as he raises up from his seat, offering me a small smile before disappearing between the stacks of books. I shake my head to myself and focus my attention back on my open textbook.
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"So, he knows?" Regina asks, a worried expression on her face. I nod slowly, offering her an apologetic smile.
"Yes, but he's not going to tell anyone. And how come you never mentioned that you knew Killian?" I ask her with a raised brow, settling back into the couch of the café we are currently in. The café we are in, is at least 30 minutes out of the city. I guess you can tell that Regina and I are definitely making sure to be more careful. Wouldn't want another student, or faculty member, to catch us n the act of kissing.
"I didn't think it was important information. Besides, I met Killian when he was ten, and he wasn't much for conversation. Honestly, even at ten, he made extremely lewd remarks towards me. I don't think he learned that from Robin though. And how are you so sure he won't say anything?"
"Because, as bad as Killian may seem at times, he's really not that bad of a guy. At least, not towards me. He's been in love with me since the third grade." I say with a shrug. Regina narrows her eyes at that.
"All the more reason for him to sabotage what we have." She reasons in a snarky tone. I smile at her and press a kiss to her cheek.
"If you say so, Regina. By the way, what are we exactly? Like, are we a couple?" I ask nervously. Regina shifts uncomfortably.
"Um, for now, we are just dating. I'm not quite ready to put a label on it as of yet, but I really do want to be your girlfriend, eventually. Just…I'm not ready for that yet…but I promise I will be." Regina tells me apologetically. I frown at that and nod reluctantly.
Well, okay." I say with a small voice. She takes my hand in hers, and leans forward, pressing a reassuring kiss to my lips. I sink into the kiss and let my thoughts run free.
Is this what things are going to be like for the next two weeks? Not knowing where she and I stand?
Regina pulls back slightly, looking into my, now, open eyes. "Don't think so hard, okay? I want to be with you, I just need to become a better me for myself, before I can be a better me for you."
"What does that even mean?" I ask helplessly.
"It means that I have a few internal struggles to work out before I pursue a serious relationship with you. For now, however, we are just dating. Exclusively dating." She adds, a dazzling smile spread across her lips.
I return the smile half-heartedly. Despite everything she just said about wanting to, eventually, be with me….why do I feel like I've just gotten the crappy end of the stick?
A/N: And this is where things get a little serious. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I will try to update again within the next two to three days, if given enough encouragement and inspiration. Until next time guys!